Morgan Alexandra Darkson

Name: Morgan Alexandra Darkson
Age: 20
Species: Somebody

Primary Elements
1.) Darkness
2.) Moon
3.) Lightning
4.) Metal

Personality: Morgan, much like her mother, is a very proper and elegant woman. She always speaks calmly and with a smile upon her lips. As queen of the Neo-Darkson Regime, she rules over her subjects much like Marigold and treats them all with equal respect. She values their happiness above her own and is willing to make sure they're kept pleased. However, behind that sweet smile, is a rather cunning and calculated individual, who sees herself as a perfect being. Morgan has inherited her father's intellect and cold demeanor when it comes to dealing with enemies. Merciless and precise, the young lady is one to always bring her opponents down without giving them a chance to recover. Politically, she plays her card in a very subtle, manipulative manner, in which she weeds out weaker, potential opponents, and either has them join her cause, or undermines their power and authority completely. All in all, however, she does strive for the betterment of all worlds and the people.
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History: Morgan Darkson, born to Marigold and Roy Darkson, is the defacto heir of the Darkson Regime. She had a rather luxurious childhood, where her mother didn't her daughter to want for anything, yet taught her the basic principles of being grateful for what one had. Not at all coddled as a young girl, she grew up respectful of others and had a rather good head on her shoulders. Considering she inherited her father's synthetic nature, mental constitution and her mother's will to be an exceptional leader, Morgan grew up a very intelligent and determined individual.

When around the tender age of ten, the young woman was to choose a servant who'd forever be in her service. Out of all the outstanding and potentially viable candidates, the princess chose the one who looked the most unsure about the job. Her reasoning for this was never given, but it was a decision her parents respected without fail. Thankfully enough, Morgan also inherited their humble nature and didn't fully judge based on just appearances alone.

Throughout her teenage years, Morgan was continually groomed to take over the Darkson throne. Her mother was strict but not without cause. Her father was similar in his teaching methods, but his ways were more geared to her combat training and technological prowess. Truly, she was a genius as well as a wonderful fighter. Her years were usually spent like this, yet she knew days of rest and peace. Ultimately, the princess had been steeled and confident in her ability to take over a kingdom. After reaching her fifteenth birthday, Marigold granted her daughter with a cross rosary, which now stood in the Darkson family, as a symbol of determination, free-will, and redemption. This also signified that in any unfortunate event of her parent's passing, Morgan would have the proof necessary to become the next queen, a duty which was granted to her on her eighteenth birthday.

The young woman had been entrusted with the entirety of the Darkson Regime. Immediately, she felt as though the one stationed in the far off worlds of Mirage Hearts, had to be dubbed a new one, simply for the fact that the one established on her mother's homeworld, held the scars of the old world. It then became the Neo-Darkson Regime and from there, it presented itself as a rebirth of the family name and rule.

Without missing a beat, Morgan immediately established connections, both new and old, with the different rulers of other worlds and showed that she was more for peace within her own borders. This eventually grew to peace for all worlds, with the growing Heartless threat that seemed to only fester with the oncoming years. She even predicted that in a couple of years, that there will be a calamity great enough to call upon all the potential “heroes” and “leaders,” to show what they're made of and defend their territories.

Those next few years couldn't have been predicted any better and in time, there was much unrest within the worlds and the queen knew that with a sixth sense feel. There was much confidence in her own forces to at least stall the darkness, but to completely stop it required a power all too foreign and possibly even forgotten to the worlds. Morgan hoped that there would be enough strength from every prominent fighter, to help stave off the rabid menace...